Luyện nghe bài hát Killa Hill

"Esto no me gusta. la gente, la gente no sirve pa' mierda
Aqui yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to' mundo
Me a mi o va pa'l carajo. Oye revolucion compadre!"

In the midst of the madness no question, who's the
MC's in the runnin for the status
Take a few seconds to review the
Sittin on top is the Hill lookin you
Killa Niggas, cream in my dream
Cookin up a scheme for all big bank figures
The world is yours, but it can be and his
Bust you out the frame, I don't give a who it is
Number one mission,
Get sent home in dead position
In the casket, best
At the of the lake, sleepin with the fishes
Full out search for the
Of the MC's who be comin to the party
No wins, no ends, no way
That I'm ever let ya come back again

my dramatics, brains get splattered, dreams shattered
Sabas get for words he packaged
the sequencecrab adolescents, on his defense
Power - U niggaz talkin like Puerto Ricans
What you seekin, son I catch cream like
Last Mohican, lyrics I'm speakin, wild as
Tomahawk - Shaolin slang, the violent
Upstate New York, where get extorted for Newports
you thought?

Ease back, ease back or I up on the trigger
- I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
That that that I'm ever gonna let ya come back
Ease back, ease or I squeeze up on the trigger
- That I'm ever gonna let ya back again
Ease back, ease
back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger
- That I'm ever gonna let ya come back

"Y ya esta dicho. Todos los que no les guste mi van a morir
Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier
Que no me persiga a mi a la 'singadapuerta'. Oye, puta
Quiero la cara!"

Words in chant, the cheeky - eyed slant
I'm takin these cannabis yo for grant'
Exotic, narcotic, tunes soon
From a dune in the desert Mega - Babylon
Comin out the domepiece, my aroma
Warrior nomad, put you in a
Comma, llama, smash - your armor
Drama, I'm a, stealth aircraft
Here is where I dwell at the o' hell
It ain't where you're from where you're in the mentals
And if not yo, credentials are
I see reality, few surroundin me
like a spread, precise strikes the lyric
Not frontin or braggin, percent red dragon
Pine lyrics, the rhymes you can't imagine
The globe - trotter, call me Lemon
Five part criminal, two felon

I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
That that that I'm ever gonna let ya come back
Ease or I squeeze up on the trigger
- that I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the
- I'm ever gonna let ya come back again
Ease ease back
Ease back, ease or I squeeze up on the trigger
- That I'm ever gonna let ya come again
Ease back or I squeeze up on the

"Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por
Todos los maricones del norte, que los voy a yo
Va a ser aqui en pais. Y todos los 'singamasones'
Que estan un mundo. Tambien, van a ver la muerte
De ellos mismos, lo en las de ellos. Un dia, va a ser sangre
sangre. La peste de los cuerpos muertos, vas a oir
Que se va a hueler. Hasta los Estados Unidos, estos
Que con la democracia, que nos 'tan en el culo
son unos mismos cabrones